Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

What did Lindy tell him to do? Which one he didn't do?

“I knew Brother Mo was good to me. ”

“Song is no longer worried, don't call me Brother Mo, or call me Mo Mo.” I'm used to it.

“Momo.” Huang Ling smiled at him, smiling blindly.

…………

Song was busy in the Song family all morning.

The Song Clan was previously well managed by Gu Xiao. Fortunately, the Gu Clan did not affect the Song Clan.

Now, everything's fine with the Songs.

When Song came out of the hospital, he felt a lot of different eyes.

But she doesn't care, she can be arrogant, she can be plastic surgery.

After noon, Song went out to the Song family without worrying about eating.

She intends to visit the Gu Clan, even if she knows that the Gu Clan will get worse and worse, but she just wants to see it there.

Just walked out of the Song family and saw the black Bugatti luxury sports car parked in front of the Song family.

Black cars, black windows, from the outside, can't see inside.

But from the inside, you can clearly see the outside.

Though I can't see inside, Song knows that this is Pastoral's car.

This car, the license plate is Uncle Fu's name, but it's Pastoral driving. Occasionally, Uncle Fu will be his driver.

When I saw this car, Song Fengxing wanted to take a detour.

But the car's horn rang, and it took time to attract everyone's attention.

Because of the time off, successive employees come out of it.

Song did not worry. He mumbled and walked away.

She doesn't want to get in Pastoral.

But Pastoral's car slowly followed.

Song had to stop and stand on the side of the road.

The car stopped, the windows dropped, and Mugu's handsome face appeared in Song's worry-free view.

Pastoral looked at her and smiled shallowly: "Why hide when you see my car? ”

Song smiled without worries.

“Get in the car. ”

Song Wuxiao opened the door and got in the car. “You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you? Want something to eat? ”

“Whatever.” Song has no worries and no appetite.

……

They came to an elegantly decorated restaurant and asked for a nice bakery.

Pastoral ordered many dishes, full of tables, full of glamour.

“Thin.” Pastoral looked at Song's worry-free face with only a big slap.

Song looked at Mugu: “Are you looking for me today? ”

“I don't feel comfortable seeing online public opinion.” Pastoral smiles warmly.

Song no worries laugh: “Worried I can't stand suicide? ”

Pastoral nodded seriously: "I really think so. ”

“You underestimate me.” Song said carelessly.

Pastoral looked at her: "Don't worry, your attitude toward me is getting worse and worse. You see my car, you hide. You don't want to get in my car. Why? ”

Song did not have many emotional fluctuations in his eyes. “I can't help but do a few things now. ”

“No, you're not afraid, you're hiding from me.” The deep eyes of Pastoral Ancient, like the thousand years of Gutan, are well known.

He looked at Song Li and said gracefully: “You blame the police for not trying to find her whereabouts. You blame me me for hurting Huang Ling. You blame me me for doing this to Gu Clan. ”

“ …… ”

“Don't worry, you know I framed Gu Clan, why not tell the press clearly? ”

Song did not worry about his mouth and looked lightly at Pastoral Ancient: “This is between you and Yan. Should he clarify this matter with the media and publish the behind it, it is between you and him. If, in his heart, your fraternity is more important than money, I am sure he will choose to forgive you. ”